I Faked Activist Zeal for My Boyfriend
Excerpt from an article in Salon
When I moved in with Doug on 96th Street in Spanish Harlem, I learned that the extent of his activism far surpassed my own. Most electrical appliances were banned from our household: no TV, no air conditioning, no refrigerator. All for the sake of the environment, he said. We kept food on the windowsill or the fire escape, except in the summer months; then we just bought food for the day. I abided by his rules, but I didn’t like them. The things we do for love.